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The next day, Shen Tongguang woke up after three poles of the sun. He stretched his limbs trembling like a cat, and then slowly got up.

Sitting on the bed to wake up, he suddenly found five ugly blind box dolls on the top of the desk, the ones he smoked yesterday.

Unexpectedly, the gift was so valued by the other party, Shen Tongguang couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled for a while.

After washing, he went out to take a look. The house was quiet, only Zhang Yuhang was studying in the study.

With one hand in his pajamas, he rubbed his belly and asked, "Where are your parents and sister?"

"Come in, the dumplings are hot in the pot."

Shen Tongguang said, "Do your parents think I'm lazy?"

Although he wanted to get up early, he couldn't help it. The person in front of him was the culprit for his greedy end.

"No." Zhang Yuhang looked up at him, "They think it's a blessing to be able to eat and sleep. I slept seven hours a day in my third year of high school and they said it wasn't enough. At 10:30, they forced me to cut off the power."

Shen Tongguang was horrified: "Then you just slept for eight hours obediently?"

Zhang Yuhang grabbed the pen: "Then I moved to the school dormitory. You go to eat first, and I will talk to you after I finish this question."

Shen Tongguang put his head on the bird's nest and admired the picture of the handsome guy solving the problem for a while before going to the kitchen to get dumplings to eat. Zhang Yuhang came out of the study just after eating half of it, and held his face and kissed him without saying a word.

——It can be seen how much concentration student Zhang used just now to not kiss his wife.

After a few seconds, he silently pushed Shen Tongguang away, grabbed the cup next to him and rinsed his mouth.

After rinsing, he put down his glass and said sincerely, "I shouldn't have kissed you when you were eating dumplings dipped in vinegar and chives."

Shen Tongguang looked at him innocently, his right cheek puffed up, and he continued to chew dumplings.

There was basically nothing to do on this day. When it was warmer in the afternoon, they went to the nearby Jing’an Temple to pray for blessings. The temple was full of ancient cypresses. During the Spring Festival, there were countless good men and women. After watching the Wanfu Bell, he cleans his hands and worships the incense.

Zhang Yuhang never believed this, and put his hands in his pockets to watch: "You are just cramming."

Shen Tongguang was so frightened that he quickly jumped up and covered his mouth, his eyes were wide open, and his expression was very serious: "Be careful to let the Buddha hear it!"

"Really." Zhang Yuhang was still smiling, and he whispered, "Can the Buddha see this?"

After speaking, he slowly licked Shen Tongguang's palm.

Shen Tong's bald scalp was numb, and he almost jumped up. His face was so embarrassed that it looked like a monkey's butt, and he scolded him in a low voice while rubbing his hands on his pants: "Shameless."

Jing'an Temple is built next to the mountain, and there is a place on the mountainside to count and pray for blessings. Shen Tongguang begged for five wards, one spiritual ward for himself, and two Yunlong wards to protect his career for his uncles and aunts. The two Fengming Yushou who were guaranteed to enter the school were given to Zhang Yuhang and his sister.

Zhang Yuhang also imitated him and knelt on the futon, clasping his hands in a dignified manner: "May God make it perfect..."

He obviously didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but he didn't say anything in the end.

They climbed to the main hall of the Bayuanbao Hall on the top of the mountain, surrounded by pines and waves, clouds and mist, many monks were chanting sutras, and the Buddhist bells rang.

Someone asked a monk what he was doing, and the half-old monk bowed to him, said the Buddha's name in his mouth, and said, "Good, this is doing a super-pulling puja for an old benefactor in the temple, setting up the lotus seat of rebirth. If there is a deceased person in the family, you can pray for them here, and to be reborn in a good place is also to accumulate yin virtue for the old benefactor."

There were many futons placed on the bluestone outside the hall. Shen Tongguang heard this, and suddenly knelt down with a plop, clasped his hands tightly.

Zhang Yuhang froze for a moment, didn't say anything, just stood behind him and looked at the two round hairs on top of his head.

After reading the scriptures for a long time, Shen Tongguang kept kneeling like that. The smell of incense burned in the hall was very strong. Zhang Yuhang felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe. His heart seemed to be sinking in bottomless stagnant water, so he turned around and walked to Qingshi. Step down and so on.

It took another ten minutes for Shen Tongguang to come down from the top. He was a little dazed, and he leaned on the stone railing and waited for him without even seeing Zhang Yuhang.

Zhang Yuhang called him, and Shen Tongguang suddenly turned to look at him, as if returning to his soul.

"Drink some water." Zhang Yuhang unscrewed the bottle cap of the purchased mineral water and stuffed it into his hand, asking in a low voice, "Is that your parents?"

"What?" Shen Tongguang looked at him in confusion, and it took him a while to understand, "No."

Zhang Yuhang stared at him, feeling a slight tickle in his throat, which he couldn't ignore.But in the next second, Shen Tong raised his head to drink water, and there were ambiguous marks on his fair neck, so he suddenly held back and didn't ask any more questions.

Shen Tongguang has been a little out of his mind since he came back from the temple. He helped set the table for dinner at night, and he abruptly matched half of the chopsticks for a total of four people.

Wang Yu was a little worried about him, and kept pinching meat for him at the dinner table, saying: "The boy's family looks almost as thin as Zhao Yu, so he has to eat well."

"Mom, you don't understand," Zhang Zhaoyu tore open the shrimp without raising his head, "Omega is like this."

Wang Yu glared at her: "I don't know what to say like running a train all day, Tong Guang, please ignore her."

"It's okay," Shen Tongguang forced a smile at Wang Yu, "Thank you, Auntie."

In the evening, after Shen Tongguang finished washing, he slowly climbed onto the bed and hugged Zhang Yuhang, resting his head on his chest, like some clingy animal, without making a sound.

Zhang Yuhang breathed the faint smell of mint on his body.He put the phone down in his left hand, and patted Shen Tongguang's head for a while, feeling like stroking a dog.

After a while, Shen Tongguang whispered, "I'm leaving tomorrow afternoon, I still have some work to do when I go back."

After he finished speaking, as if he was very reluctant, he tightened his arms tightly and strangled Zhang Yuhang's waist with pain.

Zhang Yuhang hummed indifferently, and continued to poke on the phone.

"What?" Shen Tongguang felt very uncomfortable, and couldn't help getting up to look at him: "'Huh'? That's it?"

Zhang Yuhang finally moved his eyes away from the screen, and looked at him calmly: "What's the matter, I have to perform a ten-mile farewell show and cry down the Great Wall?"

"You're a scum!" Shen Tongguang gritted his teeth angrily, "Excuse me ruthlessly!"

Depressedly, he flipped over to the other side with his back facing Zhang Yuhang, waiting for him to say something soft before going down the slope, but he was so tired today, he not only went out but also climbed the mountain, and fell asleep within a few minutes of his face being touched by the pillow up.

Hearing the sound of even breathing, Zhang Yuhang looked at him sideways with complicated eyes.

The phone ding-dong, and it was Jiang Yun's reply: You know I'm not the kind of person who rummages through things randomly. The documents are placed on the bottom of the coffee table, and the kitten dropped them.

Zhang Yuhang swipe up, and then opened the manuscript drawings of those comics, and looked at them, trying to connect them with Shen Tongguang.

Jiang Yun continued to send him a message: I'll go, I just went to the website to check, this is definitely the content of the next serial!

Jiang Yun: I'm really curious, what is your roommate's background? !

Zhang Yuhang glanced at the sleeping person next to him, and replied casually: It might be a hacker.

He turned off the phone, leaned over to push Shen Tongguang's bangs away, propped his chin to look carefully for a moment, then lowered his head, and kissed him lightly on his plump and fair forehead.

I am also very curious, he thought, Shen Tongguang who has many secrets, Shen Tongguang who is like ET, Shen Tongguang who flew here in the middle of the night after the quarrel, who are you?

The author says:

Shin: Hacker?

Zhang: That is to say, it blackmailed my heart.

Shin: Hee hee (#^.^#)

Zhang: It is said that those who are close to the ink are black.